This is a photo of the first time I met Meghan Daum! The second time will be tonight and no one will be styling us like fierce vampires, un/fortunately.
I feel like I’m in some ways less and in some other ways more of an idiot than I was in the joint interview that accompanied this photo, and in the book that prompted it. I wonder if Meghan feels the same way about the essay collection she published near the end of her 20s? Tonight, I will ask her that, live onstage.
"Free-floating ambition is toxic because it means that anyone who has accomplished anything in any realm of human endeavor is the enemy because she might be your competition. So you hate everyone a little bit, but behind this wall of hatred you still feel vulnerable. And you are vulnerable, but not because of the competition. You’re vulnerable because if anyone points you in anything that seems like a direction, that’s where you’ll go."
(I was going to ask Maris to do this but that seemed too weird. This is also weird but I HAD TO DO IT)
"Texting! Sexting!" I learned a lot from my last interview with Jim Zirin, host of "The Digital Age," and this time I didn’t let him get away with anything! Also I didn’t espouse any — or many — weird sour-grapesy conspiracy theories about my enemies. If you have half an hour to spare I would recommend you watch, if only to find out the definitive answer to the question "Is the internet bringing us closer together?"
For reasons that will eventually become clear to close watchers of Cooking the Books, Sloane Crosley bought me a pudding basin. It arrived in the mail today. Sloane is so nice! (Duh!)
Last Sunday, our books were reviewed together in the Times and yesterday Choire pointed out the absurdity of this. I mean, there are more absurd things currently happening in the world but I agree that this is absurd. We are youngish, we are women, we live in New York, we have had experiences in the publishing industry. But other than that we are dissimilar in almost every way. I thought I would post a handy disambiguation guide for confused readers here.
2.Sloane has a job. I mostly, truth be told, read the internet all day and occasionally I teach teenagers yoga.
4. Sloane’s books are funny and a little bit sad. My book is sad and a little bit funny.
5. Sloane’s hair is straight and shiny whereas mine is matte and wavy.
6. If you like Sloane’s book, you might also like my book, and vice versa, but not because the two books are similar, because they’re not. Anyone who approaches my book thinking it will be somehow like Sloane’s books is going to hate my book, the same way you’d hate a bite of goulash if you were told to be expecting a bite of cake.
New Cooking the Books, starring Anna Jane Grossman, a LOT of popcorn, and Val Temple deserving some sort of Internet Oscar for editing. I hope you guys appreciate our attempts to make the lighting and sound less terrible. We couldn’t do anything about me having a bad cold that makes me sound like I am going through puberty, however. Even in this glorious future we still do not have that technology.
Cooking the Books with Amy Sohn, produced by the genius Val Temple. Oh my god, we had a good time making this. Hot dish: we learned that Amy is writing an as-yet-untitled sequel to Prospect Park West (I like “Union Street”), that kids at Amy’s toddler daughter’s school are not allowed to bring peanut butter and jelly in their lunches (peanut allergies), that postnatal yoga class can be somewhat “bullshit,” and that if a man doesn’t buy you a bag of frozen peas after you walk into a glass door, he is not worth marrying. Amazing. Authors who wish to appear on future episodes should email emilymagazine AT gmail.
Bennett was the first guest on Val’s and my internet cooking show Cooking the Books, which is a show where famous authors come over to my house and cook food inspired by their books. Bennett’s new book is set mostly at the mall, so we made Cinnabons. 21 Cinnabons, to be precise, because we had to make two batches in order to do that “and now the dough is instantly ready to roll out” thing.
I made Bennett and Val each take six home and we ate three, so there are six left. Please someone come and take them away from me. I also have a baggie of extra frosting; please remember to take that, too.
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